I decluttered my office yesterday.
With stacks of file folders, writer's magazines and pages of scrap-printed paper burying my desk--I knew the time had come. My room to be creative looked more like a rodeo and the bull won.
The final result? I sat at my desk with two small folders, a computer and an open notebook and I accomplished more than I had in a long time. Sometimes it takes a little work to get the work we need done.
What's cluttering up your life and keeping you from accomplishing your writing goals? Do you need to toss away some of the stuff that is dragging you down--maybe the voice in your head telling you that you aren't good enough or no one will ever want to read your words anyway? Why bother?
Today when you go to your area and sit your seat in the chair and stare at that empty screen--think about what is slowing you down from doing what you love.
Now if I could only pen the bull from the rest of my house.
3 comments:
That photo on your blog is breathtaking! I can hardly take my eyes from it- beautiful!
Ironically, the very thing slowing me down was not taking time away. Every morning I get up, turn on the computer and get started. When you work from home, sometimes you forget it's work. I used to sit on my porch in the mornings and have two cups of coffee -readying myself for the day ahead...I began doing that again this morning, and I feel so much better, so much more ready for work! Great post!
I try to stay one step ahead of the clutter, and oh what a dance it is! Seriously, I do find clutter very distracting, so I try to have a place for everything, and everything in its place. Sometimes, though, that bull leaps the pen!
I accomplished a similar task yesterday... I'm horrible about putting clean clothes away, especially my daughters'. (And since they're just getting to the age where they understand how to keep their room straightened, I often have to help with its cleaning.) But we spent about two hours at it yesterday, when I also brought out all their winter clothes, and we got EVERYTHING organized. That task had been hanging over my head for days, and now I feel like I can sit at the computer and write without a guilty conscience.
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